After being electrocuted once, Ning Lang learned to be obedient.

I don't dare to let my nature fly anymore.

He really began to seriously look at the twenty or thirty subjects in front of him with different bodies and makeup.

Some of them are plump, some are thin, some have charming smiles, and some have clean eyes.

Thinking that he had almost observed, he immediately called out the virtual keyboard and began to answer directly.

"They are exquisite, their demeanor is outstanding, and they are soul-struck with a smile and a smile......"

“XXOO，OOXX，@.@……”

[The content here omits the indescribable content, hundreds of words]

After writing it in one go, Ning Lang also seriously checked whether there were any typos.

After reading it, his eyes were full of appreciation, "Made, my literary talent, living in ancient times, was also a great writer, and I can also write a book of silver bottles and plums." ”

Click submit with confidence.

Crackling, thunderbolted again.

It's just that this time the time is relatively short, and the tingling and suffocating feeling is gone in a flash, but it is not comfortable.

"Ah!!! I'm going crazy!! it's so well written, why can't it!!"

Ning Lang burst into tears, and punched the ground a few times in grief and indignation, extremely dissatisfied with the approach of this game system.

What's even more demonic is that he is crying here and grabbing the ground, and those twenty or thirty people and demons still keep their aunt smiling the whole time, staring at him with ambiguous and kind eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a prompt box popped up, with a few words written on it - [Description explicit, 404 high-risk. 】

"Woo, even if 404 is at high risk, you don't have to say a word. ”

Ning Lang has given up on explaining the value of human rights with this game system.

Anyway, it's useless to cry casually, except for dull and formulaic prompts, ignoring people at all, there is no humanity at all!

It's all the time of artificial intelligence!

Whoever developed the broken game, it's not smart at all!

Ning Lang burst into tears with indignation and continued to study.

To tell the truth, he thinks that the description he just made is quite in place, and the reason why he didn't pass it is because it contains too much sensitive content description, so there is a high probability of being harmonized.

If you want to pass, you must be less sensitive.

He began to find the tutorial useful, at least to help him know how to avoid some of the risky content.

However, the process is arduous.

I don't know how long it took, and Ning Lang's repeated attempts all ended in failure.

It's either too wordy or the description is not vivid enough.

Anyway, every time he failed, he would be electrocuted, and he was already electrocuted to the point of numbness.

Those twenty or thirty observers were bored in his eyes at this time, and he just wanted to clear the level and complete the study.

He sat limply on the ground and was stunned for a long time.

Suddenly, I stared up at the countdown with extremely frightened eyes, there were more than 5 minutes left!

When even if he was excited, he jumped up from the ground, his brain spun rapidly, and under the high pressure brought by the electric shock, the brain operation was stimulated to the extreme.

He summed up all the reasons for his previous failures, and finally wrote uncertainly: "There are twenty or thirty of them, all in different postures, exuding a unique and strange charm, and if no one tells them, I am afraid that no one will doubt their gender, and countless men will fall under their pomegranate skirts......"

"Gotta pass, must pass. ”

Ning Lang closed his eyes tightly and reached out tremblingly and clicked submit.

Kikube subconsciously clamped, the muscles around his body are extremely contracted, and he is ready to be electrocuted.

But then, only one voice was heard, "The first stage of training passed." ”

"Do you want to enter the second phase of the course?"

", there's a second stage, woo, buddy I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm not coming, I'm not coming. ”

Although he was particularly curious about what the second stage was about, Ning Lang finally failed to overcome his fear and decisively chose "no".

The image in front of me disappeared in an instant.

Return to the normal interface.

"Whew. ”

He breathed a sigh of relief, this devil-like tutorial didn't want to be learned anymore, at least today.

So I quit the game interface, and the scene in front of me returned to normal.

He was still in his bedroom, and the sunlight outside the window was still so warm that nothing had changed.

Except for the palpitating numbness and dull pain that spread from the body, reflecting that everything that had just happened was not unreal, it was no different from having a dream.

I looked up at the wall clock.

It's been more than an hour.

In other words, isn't there a time difference between different dimensions for this thing?

Ning Lang was desperate to find that other people's systems can directly transmit power, and no matter how bad it is, there is a newbie gift package to send some props or something.

It's good to have a good home.,Except for the electric man.,Even the learning time consumes real time.,The designer is definitely a devil.。

It's better than nothing.

He accepted the reality speechlessly, sat on the bed and picked up his phone to read the novel.

But I never thought that as soon as I swiped the screen, I saw a series of missed call reminders and V letter new message prompts superimposed in the center of the screen.

As soon as he looked at the object, Song Qianwen, he shuddered violently, and hurriedly unlocked it to prepare to reply.

But as soon as the fingers were placed on the keyboard, the phone vibrate.

"Uh......"

Ning Lang pressed down to answer with trepidation.

Only two words were said on the other side, "Open the door." ”

"Open, what door to open?Sesame open the door?" Ning Lang didn't come back to his senses for a while.

"I'm at your door, open the door. ”

The light and pleasant voice was full of resentment at this moment, and Ning Lang couldn't help but shiver through the microphone.

Moving his feet, he sank as if he had been filled with lead.

He unscrewed the bedroom door and went out through the living room to pull the door open.

Immediately, I felt a cold wind with a fragrance blowing in my face.

"Xiao Ningzi, I don't answer the phone, I don't reply to the text message, and I don't pay attention to the V letter, you're going to rebel, right?!"

A face as clear and beautiful as the autumn moon poked in front of him angrily.

puffed out his cheeks, and his quiet eyes were full of resentment.

The long-legged beauty in front of him, wearing a pale yellow slim floral strap skirt and a beautiful shawl, black and long straight green silk, is Comrade Xiaoning's girlfriend for six years, Song Qianwen.

Looking at each other, Ning Lang had no strength to fight, and was quickly defeated, taking two steps back and laughing: "Qianwen, why are you here." ”

The latter snorted dissatisfiedly, turned around and lifted a gift box from the ground, "Today is your mother's birthday, you won't forget it as a son, right?"

"Uh, I really didn't think about it if you didn't say it!"

Ning Lang slapped his head suddenly, "But she and my dad went to my grandmother's house, I don't know when I'll come back, you should come over and say hello in advance." ”

"It's okay, they'll just wait if they're not there. ”

Song Qianwen took off her basic white high heels and entered the house, and put a hard paper bag in her hand on the table, "Didn't you say that Auntie has been insomnia recently, the notoginseng powder I bought for her, remember to eat it, put it in a dry and cool place, don't get wet." ”

"Uh-huh, okay. ”

Ning Lang's little chicken nodded as if pecking rice, facing the little fairy who was huffing and whirring, she suddenly thought of a wonderful way to divert her attention, and hurriedly spoke, "By the way, I have written the beginning of my new book, come in and show me." ”

Song Qianwen is one of the few people who knows that he wrote a book.

For business, girls who are a little more sensible will not be entangled in playing petty.

Ninglang children's shoes, who are smart and good at discovering, found that this trick was tried and tested repeatedly.

The two of them came to the second bedroom.

Song Qianwen's gaze stayed directly on the witch suit on the bed.

Stopped, curiously leaned over to pick it up and unfold it for a moment, his eyes suddenly became strange, "I didn't expect you to have this kind of habit." ”

"Damn. ”

Seeing this, Ning Lang suddenly exploded, slammed over and took one of them back, and immediately threw it aside and said, "You think too much! How can I be that kind of person, I'm normal!"

"Is it really normal?"

Song Qianwen blinked her eyes strangely, leaned in with a smile, stood on tiptoe slightly, and her delicate face was close, and the tips of their noses were only more than an inch apart.

The light in his eyes flickered and narrowed, and there was some charm in it.

"Don't look at me like that, get down to business!"

Feeling his girlfriend's exhalation, Ning Lang hurriedly avoided the exchange of eyes.

Quite a little uncontrollably, he pushed it away and pulled her to sit in front of the computer, "It's important to get down to business, show me quickly." ”